My 2nd club experience

I know the picture isn't that great but so what. I went out Saturday night to a formal dance and the afterparty was at a club. Not much fun at all. I am so not used to going out after hours.

One guy approached me and asked me to dance and the first thing I say is, "I don't know how to dance." After recovering from that unexpected statement he asked me what I like to do for fun and I said, "read."

After that he called me a nerd and only wanted to talk about school. He talked so long his breath started to stink so my friend rescued me by asking me to come with her to get a drink.

I thought that was a smooth move so every time a guy even looked like he might have been interested I went over and got a drink. I ended up getting really drunk...

My friend started to say I was very outspoken and showing all my emotions on my face. I didn't even realize...I danced one time though. I felt like everyone was looking at me waiting for me to lose my rhythm.

Oh I almost forgot -another guy tried to get my phone number. I almost forgot about him. Believe it or not this guy had a jheri curl!

He spoke to me long enough to say that he was a chef and recently moved to CT. He said he was looking to buy a house. He had on cologne but there was an underlying smell that I couldn't quite put my finger on... I think it was garlic or paprika or something. Smelled like he had just finished cooking in a hot kitchen...

His shirt was kinda industrial looking - white- vest like - Come to think of it he might have been working in the kitchen that night. I was glad we got there late and didn't have to eat the food. I would imagine his jheri curl juice dripped into a few pots...

So he asked me, "How old do you think I am?" I said, "21?" (Honestly he looked mid 40's) He said he was thirty-two, which is young by my standards. He had an accent and asked me a question that I absolutely hate. He asked,"What are you?"

To be continued....